"I apologize! But when I am preparing the dicine, no outsiders are allowed there!" Zhang Dadan humbly stated.
The remaining chefs, knowing that Zhang Dadan was the therapeutic doctor of their master, naturally dared not offend him; they had already persuaded the stew master.
However, this person, whether due to temperant or narrow-mindedness, actually refused to compromise and insisted on waiting for the black chicken soup to be fully cooked before leaving the fla.
Although Zhang Dadan was not a chef, he also understood that boiling soup took the most ti, and if he waited, it might get dark by then.
Seeing the chef refuse to yield, Zhang Dadan beca impatient and, rather than stopping Sunx Liancheng again, gave him a look to take action himself!
Sunx Liancheng bluntly said, "What are you doing? You are just a chef. What right do you have to be so arrogant?"
"Dr. Zhang Shen is going to prepare the dicine for my grandfather. Don’t you understand? Is your chicken soup more important or my grandfather’s health?"
Chef Tang, although sowhat proud, couldn’t help but feel a bit anxious seeing Sunx Liancheng speaking so assertively.
But the master had told him that as a chef, he had dignity, and chefs were not just servants but artists.
Can an artist easily concede? How can we not stand firm? the chef pondered.
"He’s here to help Mr. Sunx recuperate, but I’m also here to help him eat well. Why should I yield? Why should I leave just because he says so?"
Zhang Dadan was already impatient with the stubbornness and persistence of the stew master, almost on the brink of anger.
But when he learned that he was there to help prepare food for Sunx Attack, Zhang Dadan imdiately perked up and excitedly asked, "What’s your na?"
When the stew master saw Zhang Dadan, his expression changed, feeling sowhat anxious. What was he planning to do?
What’s your na? Seeking revenge? This man is too rude and overbearing.
Although he feared revenge from Dadan, he was also a straightforward person. Unwilling to believe in evil, he timidly answered, "My na is Hu Linsheng. What do you want?"
Seeing his slight fear, Zhang Dadan laughed and said, "Mr. Hu, don’t misunderstand my intentions. I don’t want to do anything..."
Before Zhang Dadan could finish, Sunx Liancheng curiously interjected, "Dr. Zhang Shen, are you not planning to drive them out...?"
"What did you say? No matter what you do, stay out of it!" Zhang Dadan scolded Sun Liancheng bluntly, pointing directly at him.
Everyone in the kitchen saw Zhang Dadan being so rude to Sun Zhongshan, but Sun Zhongshan was retreating and dared not show the slightest dissatisfaction, which imdiately overturned their perception! Are doctors so harsh now?
Hu Linsheng beca even more fearful. Isn’t he a doctor? How could even Sunx Liancheng be sowhat afraid of him? He feared he had offended him and would face retribution.
"Mr. Hu, you are here to help Mr. Sunx take dicine; may I inquire what you have learned from these dicinal diets?" Zhang politely asked.
However, the more he did this, the less Hu Linsheng understood his motives. Was he trying to find out his details? Did he intend to take him under his wing?
"I... why are you asking this? What have I learned from dicinal diets?" Hu Linsheng mustered the courage to reproach.
Although Zhang Bodao disliked lonely and arrogant people, he was willing to respect and observe those with skills and value.
"Don’t be so sensitive, Mr. Hu! I’m just asking!" Zhang Dadan reassured with a smile.
Before Hu Linsheng could respond, Zhang Dadan continued explaining, "Mr. Hu, it’s like this! I have planned to open a restaurant and intend to serve dicinal cuisine, so I wish to communicate with you."
A hotel? Dietary supplents? Hu Linsheng suddenly understood his intention. But his attitude changed too quickly.
Hu Linsheng was displeased with Zhang’s brazenness, but when asked about his master, he couldn’t help but brag, "Speaking of my master, he was indeed remarkable!"
"My master’s grandfather was once a royal doctor, but due to greed, he was delayed in attending to the Empress Concubine, and was relegated by the Emperor to cook in the Royal Restaurant."
"However, like gold, his talent shone wherever he went. My master’s grandfather, enhancing als with dicinal herbs, developed dietary supplents."
"As a result, not only did the concubines recover, but even the Emperor’s vitality was restored. From then on, my master’s grandfather started specializing in this form of dicine, becoming engrossed in it."
Although everyone present knew Hu Linsheng was hired by Sunx Fu, they were unaware of his history with dicinal cooking.
"Such skills! So, your master is the descendant of both an Emperor Chef and an Imperial Doctor?" a young attendee remarked in admiration.
Hu Linsheng, hearing the praises, was sowhat touched by their admiration.
"Indeed...my master has had three apprentices throughout his life. Although I am the latest, I’ve learned 188 dietary supplent recipes from his true teachings."
Zhang Dadan saw his self-satisfaction and bragging but wasn’t annoyed; he was delighted to have found gold.
Though he had inherited many nourishing recipes from the Immortal, not being a chef himself, it was difficult to bring these formulas to fruition.
Knowing that dicinal diets require not just nourishing effects but also good appearance and flavor was crucial.
Otherwise, why would people rather drink herbal soup directly instead of spending significantly on als?
His failure to introduce dicinal cuisine at the Jiji restaurant was due to its modest reputation, the store’s cost limitations, and most importantly, the taste of the dicinal dishes.
But today, he was lucky to et a pioneer of dicinal cuisine. Was it not like being given a pillow when feeling sleepy?
"Mr. Hu, I wonder if you would be interested in working with us?" Zhang Dadan asked eagerly.
Despite feeling like he’d found a treasure, he couldn’t let himself beco arrogant.
While Hu Linsheng was stubborn and inflexible, he wasn’t dull. How could he not understand Zhang Dadan’s offer? He wanted to recruit him.
At present, Sunx Fu was paying him a monthly salary of 30,000 yuan, which was quite generous. Could this man offer more than the Sunx family?
As Hu Linsheng was contemplating Zhang’s words, Sunx Liancheng reminded him once again, "Dr. Zhang Shen... aren’t you going to prepare my grandfather’s dicine?"
Zhang Dadan rembered the task at hand, scratched his head in embarrassnt, and said, "I know... I know..."
After dealing with Sunx Liancheng’s perfunctory treatnt, Zhang Dadan turned to consult Hu Linsheng, "Mr. Hu, do you think you could step outside for a mont?"
Returning to their old topic, Hu Linsheng felt less anger but was unwilling to abandon his efforts.
"Dr... Dr. Zhang, my black chicken soup has been simring for an hour. If I turn it off now, it will be ruined." Hu Linsheng replied earnestly.
Seeing his stubbornness over his dicinal cuisine, Zhang Dadan had to compromise, "Then how about you take this pot to another place to continue simring!"
Hu Linsheng shook his head, "That’s impossible! Once the dicinal cuisine starts boiling, it cannot be interrupted, or its efficacy will greatly diminish."
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